A/N and disclaimer: Welcome back! Now on to chapter 2. The usual disclaimers, I don't own Freddy or the NOES world, Wes Craven still does. I just own Julie, Beverly, Doug, Jay, Joseph and I'll get the other others in the next chapter. So, onward!

The next day's evening found her, Doug, and Jay sitting on the porch of her new house.

"Another haunted house? You've only been here a couple of days." Doug sighed and mussed her hair.

"Hey, I was just looking at the place. This guy walks up and tells me it's haunted," Julie defended.

Jay looked over. "Who died there?"

She shook her head. "He said it's not who died there. It's who lived there. Then he left."

Doug sighed again. "Let me guess. You want to get started on this right away."

"How'd you figure that one out?" she replied sarcastically.

"Well," Doug said, standing, "where to first?"

Julie picked up her backpack and slung it over her shoulder. "First we head over to that haunted house. I want to pick up some things."

"And we're the lookouts?"

"Precisely."

The trio walked along the sidewalk in almost silence. Then Jay spoke up. "Do you still dreamwalk?

Julie nodded, looking at her feet. "Yeah. It's still odd walking into strange people's dreams and then meeting them on the street."

"Can you still walk into ours?" Doug asked.

"I suppose so now that you two are closer to me. Distance is a factor. Don't ask me why." She paused for a moment. "Umm, I've been having the same man in my dreams since we moved here."

Jay looked at her. "Is he threatening?"

She shook her head. " No, it's more like I have feelings for him. It's hard to describe."

"Try."

"Okay. He's about 6 feet tall with short brownish-blonde hair. He's got a rather ordinary face but his eyes…" she shivered. "His eyes gleam like knives."

"And you like this?" Doug asked, curiously.

"I don't know why but I'm really attracted to him."

"I always knew you were weird," Doug said with a laugh.

Jay looked at her curiously. "Are you still on your meds?"

She nodded. "All five. Every night."

Doug put his hand on her shoulder. "Does the Geodon still knock you out?

"For about 4 hours solid. You still can't wake me during that."

The trio walked in silence for a few minutes.

"So, you like this place?" Jay asked.

"What? Springwood? I guess. I haven't been here long enough to form an opinion." Julie pointed to the boarded up house on the right. "There it is."

Doug shivered as they came to a stop in front of it. "Place gives me the creeps."

Julie patted his shoulder. "Luckily you don't have to come inside. Just call out if you see a cop coming." She smiled at the two of them then jogged up the path. Curious, she pulled at the door just to see if it would open. To her surprise it did. More than ever she wanted to find out about this house. Inside she didn't see any of the usual crap she'd come to associate with haunted houses. No broken bottles or cans. No mattresses or remains of food. No one had violated this house. Why? she thought. She realized that the house was basically the same setup as her own. She wandered to where she thought the kitchen ought to be and was rewarded in a few moments.

As gently as she could she pulled open drawers and rummaged around for anything that might have names or dates on it. She found a gas bill almost immediately. She looked at the name up top. "Fred Krueger," she read aloud. Quickly she put it in her bag. She poked through other drawers and came up with a water bill for the same time period. She wandered upstairs carefully, fearful of a rotted step. But breathed a sigh of relief when she was at the top.

The smaller bedroom was first on the left. She stepped inside and smiled. It had been a child's room. "Probably around 4 or 5, and a girl," she said out loud, looking around. There were many dolls, some of the porcelain, a few stuffed animals and a couple of drawing taped to the walls. She took one of the drawings down and studied the name. "Katherine." The drawing joined the bills in her bag. Then she moved on toward the master bedroom.

She took a few steps inside the bedroom toward the bed and nightstand. Suddenly her foot crunched on something. She backed up and looked down. It was a picture frame. Julie picked it up and studied the picture. There was an unsmiling woman holding a little girl. "Must be Katherine," she said under her breath. Then she looked at the man and froze. "How…" she was without words. It was the man from her dreams. He was smiling in the picture but the smile looked…evil somehow. And his eyes were sharp, like an eagle's. "You have to be Fred Krueger," she whispered. "Why are you in my dreams?" As she stared at the picture she heard a man's voice, whispering. "Find me." She looked up, startled. Then shook her head and put the picture in the bag.

The sound of paper rustling caught her attention and she turned toward the sound. A scrapbook sat on top of the dresser, the pages blowing in the wind from the open window. She flipped through it quickly. It was filled with articles about missing and dead children. The last half was empty. She put it in her bag as well then walked over to the window. She brushed aside the curtains and looked out at the backyard. It was a mess of weeds and brush. A set of cellar doors caught her attention but even from here she could see the padlock.

"Julie! Let's hurry it up!" Doug called from the front yard.

"I'm coming. I'm coming," she muttered turning away from the window and heading downstairs. At the foot of the stairs she paused and then walked to where her cellar door would be. Sure enough there was a door. But this too had a padlock on it. "Damn," she said, snapping her fingers.

"Jules! Let's go!"

"Coming," she called and walked to the front door. Once outside she walked over to Doug and Jay.

"Find anything good?" Jay asked patting her backpack.

"You won't believe it. You really won't believe it." She smiled. "Come on, let's go back home and start working on names and dates. Then we'll head to the library." They nodded and the three of them set off back down Elm Street.

A/N again: Just in case any of you were wondering about the medication Geodon, it does actually exist. It's a psychiatric med that in a medium sized dose will knock most people out solid for about 4 hours where they can't be woken up before slipping into normal sleep for another few hours.